"Mikhail Evstafiev. Two Steps From Heaven " - читать интересную книгу автораofficer Pashkov. He walked behind captain Morgultsev.
"What's that got to do with it?" retorted Morgultsev, pulling out a handkerchief and blowing his nose loudly. "Those air conditioners can kill you. They'll give you pneumonia before you know it. What's so funny? Nothing. Air conditioners are death to your lungs." "You'd die even faster here without the conditioners!" argued Chistyakov. "My God!" exclaimed Morgultsev, spotting the clean-shaven head of the platoon leader. "The appearance of Taras Bulba to the people! No other way to describe it." "Yakshi Montana!" cried Pashkov, flinging up his arms. Sharagin was somewhat embarrassed, scratched his bald pate, donned his cap and reported with all due ceremony: "Comrade captain! Nothing to report in your absence!" "Shitheads! Hell!" growled the captain, and pronounced one of his carefully thought out in advance quips: "The human body needs a good shake-up sometimes. On that day, I don't drink..." "Don't worry," Chistyakov winked at Sharagin. "He's been to HQ. Bogdanov probably tore a strip off him." Senior lieutenant Nemilov had no gift for retelling political studies materials in his own words. He droned out passages he had underlined in various pamphlets or the "Armed Forces Communist" magazine. He was easily distracted if, for example, he noticed that someone was not wearing a remember anything out of what they heard during political studies, so Nemilov made them write out certain sentences he dictated. Should there be a sudden inspection, every soldier had a notebook with suitable entries. "Now! Write this down: the democratic Republic of Afghanistan." "Sounds familiar," sniggered PFC Prokhorov. "I'm sure I've heard that somewhere before." "Never mind clowning! You don't know the history of the country you're in. Right! The official languages are Pashtu and Dari. The population numbers ...who the hell knows what their population is now? Don't write that down!!! And now - a bit of history. Write this: Britain's attempts to subjugate Afghanistan in the 19th century failed. Due to the support granted by Soviet Russia, the next Anglo-Afghan war in May-June 1919 ended with victory for Afghanistan. In 1919..." "What year?" "For the benefits of the morons in this room, I repeat: in 1919, Afghanistan declared independence. Now...no, you don't need this..." Nemilov turned a page. "Here we are: the USSR and Afghanistan have been bound by ties of friendship for a very long time. After the April 1978 revolution, these ties have become truly fraternal and an example of revolutionary solidarity. On the basis of the Agreement of Friendship, Good-neighborliness and Co-operation, the government of Afghanistan has addressed numerous appeals for military aid to the USSR. The government of the USSR decided to offer such assistance and sent the "Limited Contingent of Soviet Forces" to help the fledgling republic defend itself against the forces of global |
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